The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 647 Pretty, Give Me a Chance

Nicole suddenly froze at Yvette's words.

Yvette came next to Nicole and explained in a whisper.

"These people are no match for that guy. Just rest assured and give him a chance to perform!"

Nicole frowned.

Not even a minute later, the situation reversed.

Those colorful-haired hooligans screamed miserably. Some fled while some yelled to call the police.

Nicole said, "Is it their first day in the gang? Why would they call the police?"

Yvette also looked at those hooligans with disgust." These gangsters just get weaker by the year. How can such wimps be in a gang?" Clayton still looked gentle and elegant, but his clothes were a bit messy, so he looked a bit more cold and unrestrained.

Yvette waved her hand. "Hey handsome, you're not hurt, right?"

Clayton smiled implicitly. "No."

He looked at Nicole, picked up the phone that was thrown on the ground, and handed it to her.

"Your phone is broken. I'll buy you a new one."

Nicole took over her phone. It was indeed broken and turned off.

"It's alright, Mr. Sloan, you've helped me enough today. Thank you."

Nicole had a spare phone in the Stanton Mansion, so even without this phone, there was no need to buy a new one at the last minute.

"No worries. Having this opportunity to heroically save you beauties is all I can ask for."

Clayton's sleeves were casually rolled up. The light shone on his body, illuminating his muscular forearms and firm torso. He looked very different from his usual refined and gentle appearance.

At this time, his gentle eyes were rippling with warmth and delight, dispelling the cold and ushering in the light.

"I was fortunate enough to hear the song that you picked, Ms. Stanton. It's a great song. My friends and I were so into it that I almost couldn't make it in time to send you off..."

Nicole asked, "When did you come to the bar?"

"I was already there when you came." Clayton smiled with his eyes.

Nicole was a little embarrassed and wanted to burrow into the ground.

The moment Nicole went in, she was like a parvenu

flaunting her wealth to the fullest.

'Oh no... My noble, cool, elegant, and beautiful goddesslike image is ruined! Had I known that there were acquaintances here... Sigh...'

Clayton's smile deepened as he reached out to point to a car parked not far away. "I'll send you ladies home..."

Nicole subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Clayton looked at Yvette, who was next to Nicole. "Hey pretty, give me a chance?"

Yvette raised an eyebrow and pulled Nicole along." Okay! Since you know each other, there's no need to be polite."

Nicole gave Yvette a blank look and helplessly followed.

As soon as Yvette got into the car, she told Clayton her home address, intending to give Clayton and Nicole some time alone later.

Clayton looked at Yvette with gratitude. His big hands held the steering wheel as he smiled and answered Yvette's various tricky questions.

Yvette's affinity for gossip was too strong. While talking with Clayton, Yvette sent messages to Nicole.

[Are you very familiar with this guy?]

Nicole replied. [You're familiar with him too. He's Lil Michael's Dad.]

Yvette could not hold back her foul mouth for a moment. "F*ck!"

The atmosphere in the car froze for a moment.

Yvette hurriedly changed the subject. "Mr. Sloan, thank goodness you're there just now. You fought well."

'Turns out this flirtatious, wealthy, and handsome man is an old man with a child?'

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Yvette's apartment.

Yvette was reluctant to get out of the car.

"Nicole, give me a call when you get home!"

Yvette pursed her lips. She was not comfortable handing over Nicole to an old man who had a child.

Nicole saw through her bestie's thoughts.

"Okay, goodnight."

When Clayton and Nicole were alone in the car, Clayton could not help but laugh.

"Ms. Stanton, that neighborhood has been a little rowdy lately, so you shouldn't go there too often..."

Nicole pursed her lips. "I was careless."

She had never encountered this situation before probably because she usually went out with more people. Ian would also be there, so with more people, no one dared to mess with her. Clayton thought about it and offered. "If you want to go, you can call me anytime."